Chapter 1581: The Battle of Duel Platform ()

"Ye Qing, a guest at Xiamen, please give me some advice!"

Ye Qing's silly voice echoed throughout the duel arena. This is the basic etiquette for starting duels on the duel stage.

"Sun Zhan, come straight!"

The arrogant tone and contemptuous gaze appeared on Ye Qing's senses at the same time, making his whole anger burned.

The people in the Foreign Affairs Pavilion were indeed full of nostrils and arrogant, and Ye Qing said in his heart.

"The greetings are over, and the first meeting between the Foreign Affairs Pavilion and the Guest House is now...starting."

The old man with white hair and hanging streaks stood in the center of the duel stage. He saw the two sides greeting each other, and the flames were already shining, and he spoke directly to announce the start of the game.

At this moment, Sun Zhan quickly summoned a long sword with his mysterious power in his hand, stood up without hesitation, and stabbed in the direction where Ye Qing was.

But just as he was less than three steps away from Ye Qing, he turned directly to the direction of his sword and jumped behind Ye Qing to prepare for a killing move.

However, he never expected that Ye Qing, who was standing there, suddenly moved the leg on his right and to the right. Sun Zhan's sword fell instantly, and the mysterious power hit the position where Sun Zhan was standing just now, leaving a ball of black dust.

Sun Zhan was shocked. Unexpectedly, Ye Qing easily avoided his killer move. If he failed, he would think of another move.

The sword turned and retreated directly toward his armpit. He himself quickly walked forward. The next second, his body turned to the left, and the tip of the sword came in the direction where Ye Qing attacked behind him, reaching Ye Qing's eyes.

The two moved quickly in the same direction. Seeing Ye Qing's footsteps approaching the side of the duel platform, everyone in the audience sweated coldly for Ye Qing. How could they expect that Ye Qing had disappeared without a shadow at this time.

Before everyone could see clearly how Ye Qing moved, he was already standing firmly in the center of the duel stage. Another move failed Sun Zhan's face turned pale and his red eyes were full of anger at Ye Qing.

He turned around and lifted the long sword in his hand, relying on the mysterious power he condensed, attached to the sword and slashed directly in the direction where Ye Qing was. He seemed to feel that such an attack was not enough, and another sword came horizontally.

The two mysterious forces intertwined together to form a tight cross, limiting Ye Qing's actions. Ye Qing himself was not panicked at all in the face of such a situation, and seized the time gap when Sun Zhan released the two attacks.

After leaping around in the air, he avoided the first attack, he thought about doing the next dodge, but he never expected the second attack to come to his face.

Ye Qing met this attack with a fresh attack. His body instantly hit him and staggered back several steps. Red blood flowed out from Ye Qing's mouth.

"Hmph, do you really think you are on the same level as me? This is my trick specifically to confuse your opponents. It's great that you can force me to use this trick, but your guests are destined to be under our Foreign Affairs Pavilion."

Sun Zhan felt happy when he saw Ye Qing's defeat. The feeling of uneasiness that had risen because of him was suppressed and subsided by a strong sense of superiority.

"I really don't know what your servants think. With such ability, even if you dare to compete with our Foreign Affairs Pavilion, it's simply a desperate situation."

Sun Zhan saw that Ye Qing had not shown his weapons for a long time, and his heart became more pleasant, and he mocked Ye Qing very arrogantly.

Ye Qing, who was humiliated by Sun Zhan, raised his unravelled eyes and tightly locked the position where Sun Zhan was moving at this moment. The next second, he released his right hand pressing on his chest, lifted up a short sword that appeared out of thin air and moved his phantom, directly put it on his back to him, Sun Zhan's neck.

It was a thin and short black sword, with the sharpness on the tip of the knife showing, revealing an extreme cold light. No one present saw how Ye Qing, who was at a disadvantage, moved him.

There was a sigh in the duel. Sun Zhan on the stage felt the cold air that invaded his bones revealed on his neck. He couldn't help but pause until he glanced at the short sword at his neck from the outskirts.

He subconsciously wanted to move the short sword at his neck away, but he didn't expect that he had no choice but to move his body tentatively, but found that the tip of the short sword instantly pressed against the skin on his neck.

Sun Zhan stood there, motionless, and did not dare to let out a breath, for fear that the dagger would end up here in the next second.

"The sword has no eyes, be careful. We are just a competition. It is really inappropriate to kill someone in front of the prince."

Sun Zhan's eyes were on the King of Yue on the viewing platform, and his trembling body tried to stabilize, which was a pro and cons of Ye Qingdao's appearance.

"The sword without eyes is indeed true, but what you said just now made me very unhappy. I hope I can control my mouth all at once, otherwise I won't know how I die."

Ye Qing listened to Sun Zhan's words and looked in the direction he was looking at, facing the prince's gaze, and his heart that had originally wanted to start was instantly loosened.

At this moment, Sun Zhan seized the opportunity and moved to the side, instantly away from Ye Qing's short sword. The long sword in his hand moved quickly and stabbed in the direction where Ye Qing was.

Ye Qing thought that he had just given up on Sun Zhancheng, but he didn't expect that he was so despicable. Old Shen's left shoulder was directly pierced by the sword. The red blood was soaked in the color of his clothes, and the blood slowly lowered along his shoulder from his left finger sword.

Everyone took a breath of cold air. They thought Sun Zhan would definitely lose, but they didn't expect that they would turn defeat into victory in an instant and control the overall situation in an instant.

"Your guest house is indeed not as good as our Foreign Affairs Pavilion. I was not wrong with what I just said. It is a delusional idea that a mere nameless young man who lives in the guest house is also trying to defeat me."

Sun Zhan pulled out the sword that he had stabbed Ye Qing's body, and blood splashed out suddenly, and the surrounding ground was invaded by blood.

Ye Qing looked at Sun Zhan blankly. He really didn't expect that this man was so shameless. He could take his life at any time, but he was holding on to the moment he was stunned and attacked him.

"Until the last moment, you don't know who loses and who wins, so... so you should be a good person with your tail between your legs!"

Ye Qing looked at the guest servants who looked extremely nervous when he was injured. His cold heart was instantly comforted. He looked up and glared at Sun Zhan in front of him, and spoke without hesitation.
Chapter completed!